vstars 081 Why is she here again?
081 Why is she here again?
A fulfilling workday always seems to fly by.
Especially when everyone has found their place and is working hard for it.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the streetlights on campus came on.
Before I knew it, it was already 7 p.m.
"alright."
Zhu Qi closed her laptop, rubbed her slightly sore neck, and said, "Let's stop here for today. Everyone must be tired, so go home and rest early. Starting a business isn't a 100-meter sprint, it's a marathon, so your health is the most important thing."
"Alright! Goodbye, boss!"
"Finally, I can go back to doing dungeons!"
The two programmers felt like they'd been granted a pardon; they packed their things and disappeared like the wind.
Su Xiaocheng saved the artwork and turned off the computer.
She took her phone out of her bag and glanced at it. The screen's glow illuminated her round little face, revealing an expectant smile.
As Su Xiaocheng stood up, she said, "Sister Qiqi, Wang Zhe, I'm leaving now too. Don't worry about my dinner tonight, a friend of mine invited me to have dinner together right at the school gate."
"A friend?" Zhu Qi asked casually. "Which friend?"
Su Xiaocheng had a very small social circle at school; besides her roommates, it was just these few people. Zhu Qi really didn't know when she had made new friends.
"Hehe," Su Xiaocheng playfully stuck out her tongue, "She's a new friend I met after military training. She's really nice and pretty too. I'm off! Bye-bye!"
After saying that, she skipped and hopped out of the office like a happy little bird.
Wang Zhe sat in his chair, watching Su Xiaocheng's departing figure, without giving it much thought.
As a freshman, just like Su Xiaocheng herself said, it's the perfect time to expand one's social circle and make new friends. He doesn't plan to date Su Xiaocheng, so why should he care?
Wang Zhe stood up: "Then I'm leaving. You should head back early too."
Zhu Qi was still tidying up the documents on the table, and said without looking up, "Okay, you go first, I'll lock the door."
Wang Zhe walked out of the office building in the science park.
The campus was exceptionally quiet at night, and the air was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms.
He walked along the path toward the school gate, intending to find something to eat.
Because Su Xiaocheng had just said she was waiting for someone at the school gate, Wang Zhe subconsciously glanced in that direction.
That one glance froze him in place.
Under the streetlights at the entrance of the office building in the science park.
Su Xiaocheng was standing there, waving excitedly.
Opposite her stood a tall figure.
The girl wore a beige knitted cardigan paired with a dark long skirt, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, exuding a gentle and elegant charm. Under the dim light, she resembled a tranquil oil painting, forming a stark contrast with the lively and energetic Su Xiaocheng beside her.
Song Zhiyi.
Wang Zhe's pupils suddenly contracted.
How could it be her?
The "new friend" Su Xiaocheng mentioned was actually Song Zhiyi?
Before Wang Zhe could react, the two had already reunited.
Song Zhiyi seemed to sense something, and turned her head slightly, her gaze spanning dozens of meters to accurately land on Wang Zhe, who had just come out of the office building.
Eyes facing each other.
Through the darkness, Wang Zhe couldn't see the emotions in her eyes.
But he clearly saw a slight smile curving up the corners of Song Zhiyi's mouth.
There was no surprise, no shyness in that smile, only an indescribable feeling.
Then, after only a second of eye contact, Song Zhiyi looked away, as if nothing had happened, and affectionately took Su Xiaocheng's arm. The two turned around, chatting and laughing, and walked towards the school gate.
"Little Orange, any recommendations for today?"
"I know a really good Japanese restaurant, let me take you to try it..."
Faint sounds of conversation drifted into Wang Zhe's ears on the wind.
Wang Zhe stood there, feeling as if a million alpacas were galloping through his mind.
This...this script is wrong!
Not only was Song Zhiyi trying to sell Su Xiaocheng to him, but now she's actually taken the initiative and become best friends with Su Xiaocheng.
What exactly does she want to do?
Fragments of memories from his previous life flashed through Wang Zhe's mind in an instant.
He remembered that in his previous life, Song Zhiyi was indeed well-liked, but she wasn't the type to make friends everywhere. Her social circle was very selective.
and……
During the summer vacation, after he started talking to Jiang Di, did Song Zhiyi also quickly get along well with Jiang Di?
What exactly does she want to do?
"Hey! What are you spacing out for?"
A voice suddenly rang in his ears, interrupting Wang Zhe's random thoughts.
Wang Zhe suddenly snapped out of his daze and turned to look.
Zhu Qi had locked the door and come downstairs at some point, and was standing next to him, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"Ah...no, nothing," Wang Zhe said somewhat guiltily, "I was just thinking about...the numerical settings for the avalanche."
"You're such a workaholic."
Zhu Qi rolled her eyes, clearly not believing his nonsense, and glanced in the direction where he had been spacing out.
There was no one there anymore, only empty streetlights.
"Alright, stop pretending to be profound."
Zhu Qi crossed her arms and looked him up and down. "What? No one's feeding you? How about this boss takes pity on you and takes you out for a good meal?"
Just as Wang Zhe was about to refuse, his stomach let out a loud growl.
The takeout I ordered for lunch was alright, but after a busy afternoon, it was digested very quickly.
Wang Zhe awkwardly touched his nose: "I really haven't decided what to eat."
"Then come with me," Zhu Qi said with a flourish, tossing her head as she walked toward the parking lot. "I know a shop that I guarantee you, a native of Sanchuan, will like."
Wang Zhe was taken aback: "What shop?"
You'll see when you get there.
As Zhu Qi said this, she walked towards where she had parked her car.
Wang Zhe followed without much hesitation.
Why not go when the boss is treating us to dinner? Free meals are always the most delicious, especially when it comes to taking advantage of a big spender like this.
When they arrived at the Audi, Zhu Qi opened the car door, turned around and smiled at him. The smile carried a hint of pride, as well as a touch of intimacy between friends.
Do you like hot pot?
As she said this, Zhu Qi smiled again. Under the streetlights, her eyes shone brightly, and that feeling from noon returned.
She has a really beautiful smile, and she has a very girlish feel to her.
Those usually aloof and handsome phoenix eyes were now smiling, making Wang Zhe think of Tifa from Final Fantasy. Perhaps, giving Tifa the hairstyle of the game's male protagonist, Cloud, would create this effect?
He dismissed his pointless thoughts, opened the car door, and got in.
The carriage was filled with a faint smell of leather and a cool fragrance.
As he watched the night view rushing past the car window, Wang Zhe's mind was still on the scene from just now.
Song Zhiyi's best friend's plan, Su Xiaocheng who is kept in the dark, and Jiang Di who is temporarily unable to come from Chengdu...
He thought he would enjoy this philandering lifestyle, but now it seems that the situation is quite beyond his expectations.
"Oh well, we'll deal with whatever comes our way," Wang Zhe sighed inwardly.
Let's eat this hot pot first.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.